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According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the word continuum means “a continuous sequence in which adjacent elements are not perceptibly different from each other, but the extremes are quite distinct”. I think I am at an end continuum.
I will preface my writing tonight with my true desire to not come across snarky, snobby, standoffish, self-centered, or any other backhanded adjective beginning with the word S. Nor do I want to come across as mean or even cruel. Those of you who know me even in the slightest are aware that I am not this person. But to the universe that knows me simply as Ms. Mo at My Words on a String, I fear my true self will not come across well here. So here goes.
Last night I went on what I will call the worst date of my life. This comes from the mouth of a woman who has been perpetually dating for the past three years to no avail. I have had a handful of second dates, and either I or the guy have left simply not interested. That does not mean that the guy was awful, or a freak, or even a flat- out asshole. It just means for whatever reason, there wasn’t the right je ne sais quoi. I’m not overly picky. I would say the number of dates I have had in the past three years is between 10-15, so definitely not over the top.
Some of the worst dates prior to last night:
- Being stuck with a $75 bar bill after my date just walked out.
- Introduced by my date to the local sex shop (I kid you not).
- Casually admitted his OCD and the litany of mood stabilizers he was on.
- Left me in the rain in a bad neighborhood, fending a taxi for myself.
And multiple dates that I had a great feeling about, and was rejected with a “Your a cool chick but not interested. C Ya”, “You’re not athletic enough”, and my personal Continue reading
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